zion never thought that he would fall in love, until he met kenzie. ✨ started: 041918 ended: 052618 [ down for you © idfwubruh 2018. all rights reserved. ]

"I have been watching you for a while now, my love" he whispered darkly in my ear. "Why are you doing this to me" I squeaked, earning a low chuckle from him. "Because" he said, moving his hands from the wall above my head and down my body, resting very low on my waist. "I can". ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Highest Rank: 1st in Fanfiction WARNING: Contains sexual content and mature language, read at own risk!! Copyright All Rights Reserved © fxckingpayno

"If you see a twenty-year-old male who is approximately five foot eleven please contact police immediately. Harry Styles is heard to be very dangerous as he has escaped from his life sentence in prison for raping and torturing a sixteen year old girl. He is thought to be lurking around the heart of London." My breathing hitched. "Stay tuned for more information on the criminal." PLEASE DO NOT COPYRIGHT.

Daphne. She's the newest addition to the prestigious Windrose Academy in England. Feeling out of place being American born and raised, she reluctantly attends her new school with quite the surprise in store. Her life gets more interesting, in a terrifying way, as it becomes entwined with a Harry Styles. Harry. He craves and intends to soil Daphne's innocence. He's dangerous and Daphne can't help but resist his touch. She'll try to rid herself of his venom but that's hard to do when she's his Target. As she learns his demons, she won't be able to escape as they grasp her by the neck and won't let go. Small portion down below xx ___________________________________________________________ These characters are completely fiction and are based off of the 1D boys strictly for their looks. We all love a dark Harry and that's what I intended to capture in this fanfic. Please be aware that I do not condone the relationship portrayed in this story. A lot of what's written is not consensual (in regards to sex). Strong sexual content, language, violence and verbal abuse are all involved in this story. Reader's discretion advised. Enjoy (:

I woke up to the sound of Harry having a phone call. ‘You know me, Dave. I don’t fall in love. I’ll still be able to kill her if it comes down to it.’ Was he talking about me?

They say everyone deserves to get a second chance. Me? Well, I got three. *Disclaimer* This story has sexual content, language, alcohol, and some elements of drug use as well as talking about rape and suicide. These characters, events, and places are used fictitiously. Please read at your own risk.

She was only an object to him.

••• "I can't help it. If I need to put you in my pocket to keep my sanity, I will. I will be Possessive." //In which lovers live with lies and thorns embedded around them, an angel turned into a devil, an underside that is yet to be seen, and a small world for them to move around, and for them to kill each other in pure hatred.// //k l m p l h e s// __________________ Started: March 15,2014 __________________ All rights reserved.

" You don't know how fucking crazy I've driven myself over you- but, the sad thing is, you just don't know and you never will. You see, I have a war in my mind"

"Hey there, beautiful." The mystery man whispered into my ear. His hot breath fanned my neck and sent shivers down my spine. I looked up shocked, only to find that Lizzie was no where is sight, and I was alone with this stranger. I mean, I had been clubbing before, and I danced with random strangers, I was just never alone. I always had my friends around, so the fact that Lizzie wasn't around was quite odd. You probably thought Lizzie and I were those whores who go to clubs to hook up with strangers and have one night stands. You're wrong. In fact, Lizzie and I are still virgins, we just like to dance and have fun every once in a while. Just like any other people. I gasped as i felt a pair of lips kiss my neck. I spun around before he could go any further. I was mesmerized by what I saw. He was tall, probably around 6'3", he had chocolate brown curly hair, emerald green eyes, and pink lips that looked oh-so kissable. He smirked when he realized I was checking him out. Great, he even had dimples. He could probably pick up every girl at this club, that's how hot he was. He walked me to the back of the dance floor where it was a little more private. I was getting nervous. He pushed me up against the wall and brought his perfect lips to my ear. "You're gonna be mine, sweetheart." He whispered in a low, raspy voice, that once again, sent shivers down my spine. He brought his lips to my neck and kissed me gently.